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This is a beautiful setting. No wonder you left the lake in western NY. Wow!
Stunning!I spent a large portion of my life against my window glass.
I love your view. I love its fractured beauty. I didn't think you could match that lake view in NY, but you have!
I wonder what it would look like standing on the water, seeing the window from the other side.
I love the path that goes down to the water. What a peaceful place. You hit the jackpot.
Very cool, passing through the glass...What a different palette of colors from that other day!
I want to be right there, right now. Beautiful words and scenery!
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
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